I can relate so much to Pink's Fucking Perfect. Years of fighting the demons inside me, and I will not give up. Relapses, but I will stand up, stronger, than ever. I can only hope. :)
I always have doubts towards two things; love, and friendship. These two are like a temporary phase, and they are as fragile as a piece of glass. Shatter once mishandled, broken in mere seconds. I can never sound philosophical, but I shudder at the thought of losing friends, losing the people I love. Some ditch the old friends for new ones, when they realise where they truly belong, friends turn into lovers; and vice versa. Everything's just a fine thin line between each other. Being forgotten, being left alone. Neglected. Finding each other. Enjoying each other's company.
One thing's for sure, family stays with you, through thick and thin. I am happy to be home in months, and I will treasure every moment with my family, even if it's just staying at home, chilling out while watching locally-produced Chinese New Year Music Videos. Heh. Those are some priceless moments that can never be exchanged. With anything. At all. This is my kind of LOVE.
And mummy's food as well. LOVE #2.
HAPPY CHINESE NEW YEAR EVERYBODY. (:
you're always bound to fall;
there's nothin you can do;
the weight of gravity begins;
to pull you down again.
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"Out of Reach" Matthew Perryman Jones.]